Spirit of the Phoenix: 7. Suicide

Outside Lingyan Pavilion, in the middle of the open land, the eerie epiphyllum withered in an instant seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

Only the golden crown, which he untied, quietly placed on the ground.

The little prince was silent, slowly picked up the outer garment and put it back on his body, fastened the belt absently, buckled the golden crown crookedly, and left in a hurry.

Not far behind him, the Prince Taifu with a face as heavy as water saw everything in his eyes.

The bright moon hangs high, and not far from Lingyan Pavilion is the water pavilion, which is brightly lit on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, making it extraordinarily bright.

The little prince walked slowly along the waterside pavilion, and occasionally a couple of palace people passed by him and bowed to him. He waved his hands indifferently, thinking about what happened tonight.

In the past four years, the Taifu has taught him carefully, caring like a master like a father. He has offended the Chief Sima Chen Keling several times for him, and is more willing to betroth his beloved daughter to him.

In the past four years, the little prince has never once doubted the sincerity of the Taifu.

But what is the purpose of such a strange situation tonight?

The little prince slowly calculated in his heart, and unknowingly came to the end of the water pavilion.

At the end of the water pavilion is a tall weeping willow. The willow branches are luxuriant, swaying gently with the evening wind. The prosperous and splendid Mid-Autumn Festival lanterns stretch to the front of the weeping willows, making it more and more brightly lit in the water pavilion, while the outside of the water pavilion is dark and gloomy.

There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei, the little prince stepped into the shadow of the weeping willow from the waterside pavilion where the lantern was hung, and his eyes went dark without any precaution.

"Your Highness!" A familiar and slightly stern voice sounded in front of him, the little prince subconsciously took two steps back, closed his eyes for two seconds to adapt to the darkness, and then opened them.

It is Mrs. Yang.

At the age of twenty, she is so delicate and charming. She was dressed in light yellow palace clothes, her **** were slightly open, half covering her snow-white plump breasts, her slender peach blossom eyes were about to cry, her complexion was ruddy, her temples were disheveled, and her eyes were blurred.

"My servant came to take His Highness back to the palace." Her ending trembled slightly, showing the charming look of Cheng Huan after the first shower of grace.

The little prince was angry from his heart, and unconsciously put his right hand on the yellow dagger at his waist, barely suppressing the killing intent in his heart, and asked her in a low voice: "Where are you on duty tonight? With you Who is that adulterer/husband in a tryst?"

Yang's eyes widened with innocence on his face, and he said in a trembling voice in panic: "Your Highness, this slave...has never had a tryst with anyone!"

With a crisp sound, the yellow dagger on the little prince's waist came out of its sheath, and a cold light shone out.

Holding a dagger in his hand, he pressed on step by step: "Aren't you telling the truth?!"

Ms. Yang suddenly raised her voice, wailing like weeping: "Your Highness, don't make wild guesses. The reason why I refuse to commit myself to you is not because of the imaginary adulterer you said! I am your wet nurse. ! You and the slave family love Yan, you violate the principles of ethics, and you will be punished by God!"

The little prince stopped abruptly, stunned on the spot.

All of this, what is it? I was obviously asking about Yang's whereabouts tonight and whether she had a tryst with someone in Lingyan Pavilion. What's going on with her self-indulgent sentimentality in this show?

"You and the slave family love Yan Hao" was uttered by Mrs. Yang, which was ridiculous to the extreme.

When did he have a good time with her? !

The little prince said coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about! Are you hysterical?"

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, his heart was instantly as cold as a basin of cold water poured over his head.

Just now he asked Mrs. Yang those few words!

He questioned her whereabouts, forced her to question her adulterer, and combined with Yang's righteous refusal and confession, he was clearly... clearly like a jealous young man!

This conversation between him and her seemed to him like chicken and duck talking and answering irrelevant questions.

But if people who don't know the truth hear it, they will confirm their personal relationship with Yang!

The little prince took a deep breath, his murderous intentions suddenly rose, and he moved his fingertips slightly, but Yang Shi saw through it at a glance!

Ms. Yang wept and wailed, her voice was shrill, she took two steps back and stood in the brightly lit water pavilion.

"His Royal Highness," she wept blood, her expression was terrified and determined, "Tonight in Lingyan Pavilion, you committed a terrible mistake to my family and violated the rules and ethics!"

"I don't want to ruin your name, but I wish to die to prove your innocence!" A strange smile appeared on her lips.

The alarm bell rang in the little prince's heart, and he instantly understood what she was planning, so he yelled that it was not good!

He was in a hurry and didn't have time to pay attention to the defense of men and women. He stepped forward two steps and wanted to pull her, but she twisted her waist to avoid it like a water snake.

In this situation, it seems that he is more and more like an anxious lover who can't ask for it!

After that Yang Shi gave a sad smile, he tried his best to aim at the trunk of the weeping willow next to the waterside pavilion, and resolutely slammed into it violently.

With a muffled sound accompanied by swaying willow branches, Mrs. Yang lay face up on the bluestone slab, her eyes wide open, her temple hair disheveled, and blood gushing from her forehead.

The little prince only had time to grab half of her sleeve, and watched her crash to death in front of him.

It is her "death to prove her will", and also his "death without proof".

When the little prince arrived at this time, he finally saw the situation clearly, and finally figured out the interlocking trap of tonight.

But it was already too late.

The Crown Prince Taifu and his future father-in-law, who have been following him since Lingyan Pavilion, listened to every word of the conversation between the Crown Prince and the Yang family.

The pale-faced Tai Tuo supported the hand of the palace attendant, and finally walked out slowly from behind the waterside pavilion.

The little prince stood in front of the Taifu, the gold crown was crooked and his skirt was disheveled, and the ribbons and rings were hanging around his waist in various places.

And not far from his feet lay his wet nurse Yang Shi, with her **** slightly open, and the goose-yellow palace skirt was folded between her legs, revealing her snow-white plump calves, a milky white, fishy white turbidity, natural From between her bruised and purple legs, the stream slowly flowed down.

"A poisonous scheme...it's really a poisonous scheme!" Tai'an couldn't help interjecting after hearing what the little prince said, "First it's a scheme to divorce you and your mentor and grand master. Then there's another trick, let the Yang family go first You poured the dirty water of courtship/rape/breast/mother on you, and you used your words to force Yang to create a false mutual confirmation. In the end, you will let Yang commit suicide, and there will be no proof from now on."

Tai'an had a bitter face, and grabbed the little prince's sleeve: "It's really too ruthless! If I were the Taifu, I would see your disheveled clothes first, and then listen to you press Yang Shi, I can't guarantee that I won't believe it." There is really an affair between the two of you!"

The little prince clenched his teeth tightly and clenched his fingers into fists.

Tai Tuo values ​​love and righteousness, treats him as much as a mountain, and has survived three dynasties. He has a deep foundation in the dynasties. If he can really become his father-in-law, he will definitely become his greatest support.

However, his usual self-denial and etiquette and prudence, neither being close to women nor being close to servants, has become his biggest stain at this time.

"It's abnormal for a young crown prince to avoid women's **** in fear." The little prince smiled bitterly, "If he had an affair with a wet nurse in private, wouldn't he keep tabs on women's **** in secret? Makes sense?"